tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52004272011-06-06T22:07:05.449-07:00more jOel than you ever hoped for.....jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.comBlogger431100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1143335095038813352006-03-25T17:04:00.000-08:002006-03-25T17:04:55.046-08:00 Joel, you're a Type 9 - The Negotiator Friends, family, and colleagues likely appreciate this unpretentious way about you and admire the good-natured approach you can take to relationships and life in general. They're also apt to know that when they come to you with a jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1142658891393128242006-03-17T21:11:00.000-08:002006-03-17T21:14:51.403-08:00Please go to these two sites and click the six qualities you feel best describe me.http://kevan.org/johari?name=sketchturnerhttp://kevan.org/nohari?name=sketchturnerjOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1141787977016821932006-03-07T19:17:00.000-08:002006-03-07T19:19:37.026-08:00This post is dedicated to Sonic, who first got me thinking about my love languages. I actually think these results are very right on. My top one definitely was gifts when I was little. When I convinced myself that I had to go without those, though, it became something I no longer care very much about. Quality time is definitely at the top, with physical touch very close. The other 3 aren't jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1141265958025832442006-03-01T18:12:00.000-08:002006-03-01T18:19:18.026-08:00I took this personality test. I tried every combo until I found one that had a description that fit me. I really could easily go either way on any of the questions. This was the only description I felt fit me well at all. Funny enough, it was the combo of answers I least would that to have suit me. However, the answers that I originally thought best suited me gave me a totally wrong jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1141265497744449102006-03-01T18:04:00.000-08:002006-03-01T18:11:37.753-08:00Sheep are incredibly stupid, but they are at least intelligent enough to recognize the shepherd's voice. Can you?JOHN 103The watchman opens the gate for him, and the sheep listen to his voice. He calls his own sheep by name and leads them out. 4When he has brought out all his own, he goes on ahead of them, and his sheep follow him because they know his voice. 5But they will never follow a jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1140813275577929172006-02-24T12:34:00.000-08:002006-02-24T12:34:35.586-08:00As Christians, we are not to be on a pleasure cruise heading towards heaven, but rather on a battleship at the gates of hell fighting to prevent anyone from going therejOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1140488912138341002006-02-20T18:24:00.000-08:002006-02-20T19:04:53.993-08:00Unless you become like children you will not enter the Kingdom of Heaven... BLINDSIDE:"When I Remember" That boy is goneSometimes i miss the way he wept at nightTo be still and not runTo be rocked to sleep in Your lightThese days there is not much that will bring tears to my eyesBut when i remember who i am and who You areWhen i rememberA cloud moves in, rain falls, thunder strikes, and sunshine jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1140488563904547602006-02-20T18:19:00.000-08:002006-02-20T19:18:56.530-08:00Will Jesus Christ be your alibi?BLINDSIDE:"MY ALIBI" My feet felt light for the first time in monthsIt was like You came walking across the roomStraight at me and then straight through meAnd then stopped and stood still for awhileI knew then that i'd been lonely for quite some timeAnd as we started to dance You gently took off my tear soaked coatAnd let it fall heavy to the floor and thenWe jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1139369358013415702006-02-07T19:28:00.000-08:002006-02-07T19:29:18.023-08:00 Joel, based on your responses, your top career area is Counseling and Guidance Careers in this field often demand that you have a strong desire to improve the lives of others. Most likely, you have strong interpersonal skills, and enjoy working with people. It may also be important to you to jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1139368122519686092006-02-07T19:08:00.000-08:002006-02-07T19:09:02.043-08:00 Advanced Global Personality Test Results Extraversion |||||||||||| 50% Stability |||||||||||||||||||| 83% Orderliness |||||||||||||||| 63% Accommodation |||||||||||||||||| 76% Interdependence |||||||||||||| 56% Intellectual |||||||||||||||||| 76% Mystical |||||||||||| 50% Artistic |||||||||||| 50% Religious |||||||||||||||||||| 90% Hedonism || 10% Materialism |||||| 23%jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1138736003231978102006-01-31T11:32:00.000-08:002006-01-31T11:33:23.240-08:00And I want to be responsible for what I'm singing about. But I can't be responsible for an entire culture, or an entire church. I can't be responsible for Christendom, and all of its messes and all of its destruction and all of its mistakes. That's not my burden to bear. I think that when people react reflexively to material that is religious, they're reacting to the culture of religion. And I jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1138680944306545742006-01-30T20:15:00.000-08:002006-01-30T20:15:44.320-08:00After you die...HeavenAfter death, you will exist in heaven. Everything and everyone you love will constantly surround you for all of eternity. You lucky scoundrel. Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.comjOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1138504857936517212006-01-28T19:18:00.000-08:002006-01-28T19:20:57.936-08:00Your Social Dysfunction:HappyYou're a happy person - you have a good amount of self-esteem, and are socially healthy. While this isn't a social dysfunction per se, you're definitely not normal. Consider yourself lucky: you walk that fine line between 'normal' and being outright narcissistic. You're rare - which is something else to be happy about. Take this quiz at jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1138338087367854562006-01-26T20:57:00.000-08:002006-01-26T21:01:27.376-08:00"Therefore, my beloved brothers, be firm, steadfast, always fully devoted to the work of the Lord, knowing that in the Lord your labor is not in vain."--I Cor. 15:58In Greek, the word used here for labor is kopion and in this context means to work for the Lord until utter exhaustion. Considering that we are to do ALL things as unto the Lord, this means that we should do everything fully. Cook, jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1138161639440207612006-01-24T19:59:00.000-08:002006-01-24T20:00:39.450-08:00You Are Mine~~MutemathEveryone has their obsessionConsuming thoughts consuming timeThey hold high their prized possessionThat defines the meaning of their lifeYou are mineYou are mineYou are mineOh, mine, You are mine(repeat)There are objects of affectionThat can mesmerize the soulThere is always one addictionThat just cannot be controlledjOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1134593568582772762005-12-14T12:51:00.000-08:002005-12-14T12:52:48.586-08:00Mitch Hedberg quotes...I don't own a cell phone or a pager; I just hang around everyone I know all the time. If someone needs to get a hold of me, they just say "Mitch." and I say "what?"Y'know, on a traffic light, green means go, and yellow means yield? But on a banana it's just the opposite. Green means "hold on" and yellow means "go ahead" and red means "where did you get that banana"I was jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1134593300568189852005-12-14T12:48:00.000-08:002005-12-14T12:48:20.580-08:00You are Professor X!You are a very effective teacher, and you are verycommitted to those who learn from you. You putyour all into everything you do, to some extentbecause you fear failure more than anythingelse. You are always seeking self-improvement,even in areas where there is nothing you can doto improve. Which X-Men character are you most like? brought to you by QuizillajOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1133853256828926732005-12-05T23:06:00.000-08:002005-12-05T23:14:16.840-08:0015 Things to do at Wal-Mart:1. Get 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in people's carts when they aren't looking.2. Set all the alarm clocks in Housewares to go off at 5-minute intervals.3. Make a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the rest rooms.4. Walk up to an employee and tell him/her in an official tone, 'Code 3' in housewares..... and see what happens.5. Go the Service jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1132144013299265352005-11-16T04:26:00.000-08:002005-11-16T04:26:53.310-08:00"The one thing I know for sure today is that there is a God and that He loves me."--Leigh Nash of Sixpence None the RicherjOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1083889362303118162004-05-06T17:22:00.000-07:002004-05-06T17:27:02.310-07:00Ephesians 4:29-32 “29 Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen. 30 And do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God, with whom you were sealed for the day of redemption. 31 Get rid of all bitterness, rage and anger, brawling and slander, along with every form of malice. 32 BejOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1077434696453808852004-02-21T23:24:00.000-08:002004-02-21T23:27:37.780-08:00i recently dug out a booklet from way back when i was in the 1st grade & was one of just 2 people picked as the winners at Oak Hill Elementary School. i got to represent my school at the Okaloosa County Young Author's Conference, which was a huge deal [or at least it seemed like it at the time]. dozens of the "future writers of america" got to spend the day at a college meeting famous authors jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1075599032461427032004-01-31T17:30:00.000-08:002004-01-31T17:32:45.450-08:00what do you do with life's unanswered questions? do you dismiss them because they are too complex and frustrating and you would rather not think about them? or do you look for answers? should you look for answers even if you know that you'll never completely find it? or is there such a thing as an answer never able to be found? jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1074128611644602302004-01-14T17:03:00.000-08:002004-01-14T17:05:22.560-08:00and when all is said is done, it doesn't matter how many you loved, but how dearly. it doesn't matter how much you've done, but with how much passion you have done it. it doesn't matter how little or how much time you had, but how hard you tried to make every moment countjOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1073108569055659522004-01-02T21:42:00.000-08:002004-01-02T21:44:23.996-08:00Waking Up to my Baby Brother your eyes open to meet mine savor this moment divine a love of such pure devotion innocence unhampered by emotion why can i not do the same? why is my heart a beast to tame? why with others are there strings? why can the world not love with wings...jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1072057780937226772003-12-21T17:49:00.000-08:002003-12-21T17:50:59.826-08:00so simple to complicate. so much potential. so little reality. so many to love. so little time yet a lifetime. a limbo is upon me. not forced but designed. not an accident but a fool's creation. God i need You now more than ever. jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1070499532446306772003-12-03T16:58:00.000-08:002003-12-03T16:59:47.246-08:00why do people do things different? they seek out new experiences. they look for attention. they look for a new adrenaline rush. or sometimes they just do something crazy & have no conceivable notion of why... i think i fit into that last cateogry. regardless, this will go down in history as the day i turned my hair dayglo orangejOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1068521017199545012003-11-10T19:23:00.000-08:002003-11-10T19:24:01.436-08:00who are you? who defines who you are? is it those around you? perhaps your environment? what you do? but in that case why do you do it? and why do you do it like *that*? Some people say that you have to stop being someone else and just "be yourself"; but how can you know what that means? People might say you are wearing a mask or pretending to be something you're not, but if you are living a jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1066946911637652712003-10-23T15:02:00.000-07:002003-10-23T15:08:31.683-07:00is creativity part of intelligence? can creativity be measured? i'm not sure. i'm pretty sure straight-forward brain-smarts can be measured by a semi-accurate IQ number. but thinking ability is not just the ability to regurgitate facts. some people are excellent at that but i don't think of them as very intelligent at all. head-smart can be annoying. some people stink at fact memorization/jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1064697766469036772003-09-27T14:21:00.000-07:002003-09-27T14:22:46.416-07:00"i think i loathe you, so what am i so afraid of? i'm afraid that i'm not sure of, a farce there is no cure for" jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1063823194464832272003-09-17T11:24:00.000-07:002003-09-17T11:26:34.256-07:00the power of jealousy is an interesting phenomenon. blinds you. makes you think things you have no business thinking in the first place. you get hung up & then tell someone & it all makes sense & what is your problem!? jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1062617600083553942003-09-03T12:33:00.000-07:002003-09-03T12:42:21.646-07:00perfectionist..... what does that mean, exactly? everyone (yes,including you) knows i'm a perfectionist. & i hate it. i hate the imperfection of always wanting everything to be perfect. and it never is. but at least now i'm over the disappointment of when things aren't perfect. but now i just want to know what can i do.... what can i do to make things more perfect? & without being needlessly jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1061662516501176302003-08-23T11:15:00.000-07:002003-08-23T11:15:16.506-07:00send in the clowns, the freaks, the buzz saws... i feel more like Ender Wiggin at this very moment than ever before...jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1060984692944903522003-08-15T14:58:00.000-07:002003-08-15T14:58:10.276-07:00i've discovered something about myself. i have this thing where i have to be entirely unique & original. & well, that's just flat-out impossible. a lot of people just don't care about being noticed for ideas, but those who do usually just quote all of the cute things to say that have already been said. but that's just not good enough for me. i'm looking for the ideas that have never been jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1059877837064090882003-08-02T19:30:00.000-07:002003-08-02T19:30:37.053-07:00i overcomplicate thingsjOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-1056853243967229102003-06-28T19:20:00.000-07:002003-06-28T19:20:43.916-07:00i feel frustrated, like i've got some sorta' secret or some special purpose or something, except it's like somewhere along the lines, someone forgot to tell me what my secret is. either that or i forgot it somehow. & it's really exhausting, like i'm burning myself out & not sure what on or where i'm going with it. & why can't i just be normal like everyone else, but i can't. & who defines jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-957001642003-06-15T18:59:00.000-07:002003-06-15T18:59:40.170-07:00 i've come to realize i despize the concept of replacement. though it may be unavoidable, it just is not cool. i don't like the concept of becoming a replacement for someone else. i don't like the concept of someone replacing me. i don't like the concept that i might unknowingly replace someone with someone else. we are each special & have our own place, & nobody can truly replace anyone, jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-931498112003-04-23T19:01:00.000-07:002003-04-23T19:01:41.360-07:00faith, hope, & curiosity so, i'm just sitting here, wondering.... wondering, why after more than 18 years, i've never counted to ten million. & the people in my brain tell me why would i want to do that. that's just so stupid it doesn't make logical sense. a waste of time. nothing accomplished. but how do they know? what happens when you count to ten million? has anyone ever done it to find jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-930625752003-04-22T12:04:00.000-07:002003-09-03T12:46:18.620-07:00one of my worst memories (circa, 1989) we're driving... far into the country. i think i'm in germany; it doesn't matter, though. i'm only 4 or 5. the concept of countries is lost on me. so, we're just here, driving. my mom, my dad, me, maybe my baby sister, but i don't really notice. we're just sitting there, driving, through the endless country side. trees, so many trees; everywhere. i'm notjOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-930273502003-04-21T21:50:00.000-07:002003-09-03T12:45:49.960-07:00(just a note: what i'm about to write, i've failed for years to express in a way that satisfies me. the other night, i finally got it right. & then it got deleted. depressing. so, here's hoping i can do it justice two times in a row...) i feel like i am under the curse of having to make too many decisions. i don't know if i was born into this, or if i put it on myself. i don't know. it jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-928152642003-04-17T20:01:00.000-07:002003-09-03T12:45:13.843-07:00i drink this cup, embrace it warmly. this poison drips through my veins, breathing death into life. terror comes as night descends stars fall from the sky. a distant dream dismissed again weathered stones split and crack, so dry i go down quietly surrender to the darkness not by choice but willingly please take this away... jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-926344262003-04-14T23:23:00.000-07:002003-09-03T12:44:52.950-07:00if i could save time in a bottle... would there be any time worth saving? what have i accomplished worthwhile? does my existence hold significance to anyone? & if it doesn't, will it ever? jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-913175262003-03-24T18:16:00.000-08:002003-09-03T12:44:23.290-07:00cynicism:i hate it so well, know it so intimately. inescapable trait i run from only to go around and hit it again. i do not want this to be my fate; i want so much more. yet i am also afraid of the so much more. have i grown to love the clutches of ambiguity so much that i do not wish them to let go? do i truly prefer confusion to the truth i know to pursue? so foolish as it is even in my jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200427.post-913064222003-03-24T14:48:00.000-08:002003-09-03T12:43:29.063-07:00my mind..... an interesting place, to be sure, but sometimes i trouble myself. i wish i could be content to be like most people. just going through life looking for temporal pleasures. why do i have to be so complicated? an absolute irony of my own self, it seems. i never seem to be satisfied, no matter how much i wish i were. i feel like an "outsider." ....... "you see me, you hear me, jOelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07696744443191896120noreply@blogger.com0